In his previous life, Rob had seen an early work of Kung Fu Dan, {Kill Kill, Dance}. There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. Rob didn't know what others saw from this movie. He was not very interested in the movie itself. It was nothing more than the "Leon: The Professional" series, where people were in hell and looked up to heaven, and there was a way to steal, and finally completed self-salvation. This can't be said to be old-fashioned, it can only be said to be quite old-fashioned. What impressed Rob was actually the name of the movie, not the appreciation of the pervert who didn't take killing seriously, but the rhythm contained in it. In fact, it is easier to understand it with the life of those war hyenas. They killed people on the battlefield, and when they returned to the rear, they drank alcohol, visited prostitutes, and were unrestrained. Excessive repression always requires corresponding stimulation to complete relief and achieve a certain balance. According to this argument, the professionals in the world of swords and magic are not just a group of psychological addicts whose needs cannot be met by ordinary people after birth? As the saying goes, learn literary and martial arts, and sell goods to the emperor's house. After suffering, he finally learned the fighting and killing skills. Either go to the ring or go to the dark alley. Otherwise, why learn from him? What? Self-defense? Come on, self-defense doesn't need to be so grand. Everyone who troubles you is a martial arts master? Who are you? The president or a rich man? With a sarcastic face? So from this perspective, Robo thinks that the extraordinary people are a group of professional thugs.
Just like the killers in movies and TV shows, killing people and dancing, they run in this rhythm all their lives. Look, Robo was called up in the middle of the night. Robo is naturally a little grumpy because it is 3:30 in the morning and he still needs about an hour to recover. Now his mana is empty, and it is converted into the Force before going to bed. Moreover, he is not Sandezi, and his biological clock is not so awesome. It is obviously more difficult to sleep. He is already considering whether to lie on the coffin board. The Soul-Transferring Coffin looks really good. He prepared one for himself to block out the noise and sleep well. The end of the world outside would not affect his four-hour sleep. This is a kind of happiness. In the Starry Night Hall, which has the solemn atmosphere of a cathedral, the night watchmen gathered together. Robo simply counted them and found that there were only about a hundred of them in total. It is indeed a niche organization. In other words, the total number of natural night watchmen is worrying. This is actually a second-level profession. Robo noticed that many of his colleagues started as natural avengers, which means that Heidezi must be at least level 10 before he has the opportunity to start his second extraordinary profession and become a natural guardian. Robo estimated that not forgetting the original intention should be a necessary condition. There is no need to fall into evil. Those who have been blackened to a considerable extent due to long-term contact with dark evil will probably have no chance to work as natural night watchmen. It must have withstood the test before they can further deepen in the dark field. "Brothers, it's time to do something big." The president is a little old man, and his speaking style is quite straightforward, which is the type Robo likes. "Valazar, the demon warlord of the Scarlet Abyss, dared to offer a million soul coins in the Iron Fortress and offer a bounty for the Son of Nature. For so many years, our natural department has been silent and low-key, doing things that benefit all living beings and nature. However, some people have forgotten that our natural department is the first major department of the extraordinary. This time, Valazar openly offered a bounty for the Son of Nature, which is a humiliation and provocation to our natural department. The Natural Dome and the Fashun Council have jointly issued the highest internal bounty.
And our Immortal Brotherhood, as the vanguard of cleaning up dirt and removing filth, will not miss this event. We will join the Sisterhood of Avalon and the Sisterhood of the Moonlight Blade as the advance troops to fight into the Scarlet Abyss and pave the way for the natural army to conquer the Blood Fortress. Tell me, my brothers, will we let those women outshine us?" The answer to the president was a series of faint flames rising into the sky. The entire hall was illuminated by a dark green glow. The president opened his arms and howled with a passionate and bright voice like a bell: "War..." That's right, war. Most of the natural night watchmen are nerds and not good at speaking, but most of them are ruthless people. Among the technical nerds, there are gods, which are very terrifying. Each of them is a war leader or even a legion leader. This time, it is a super team-building activity that almost all the people come out, a big war. The door of the Brotherhood's resource warehouse was opened, and all kinds of resources were collected by the night watchmen like water. In the words of the president: fill all your pockets! Robo was a little embarrassed. He had enough money in his pocket. The only thing he was worried about was that he would be embarrassed to eat, after all, he had not made any contribution. Maybe because the total number of people was there, the president had enough time to take care of every member, so the old man personally found Robo and talked to him for a while. It was a very superficial discussion, and I couldn't tell how much it was. Even the generosity he showed, Robo couldn't guess, whether it was really generous or because of the backing of the North and South Druid Church. Anyway, he didn't believe that he had to attack the abyss just to vent his anger. Even the gods were not so sensitive. If they were really touched and exploded like this, it would be too tempting to hunt them down. They would have been exterminated by the dead religion long ago. There must be some greater appeal behind this, and the interests of the collusion. Of course, it's not necessary to meddle in other people's affairs if you are not in the position, and there is no need to guess blindly, but there is no need to move Dihua, and it's OK to be worthy of the organization and your own heart. After hearing Robo's embarrassment, President Netero said, "I learned some of your special abilities from Shad. How about this, you set a standard for yourself, how much resources you take and how much effort you put in, what do you think?" "Okay!" They are all men, Robo doesn't want to be too hypocritical. Since the president said so, he will take it as a test based on trust. So, one warehouse, two warehouses, three warehouses, three large warehouses of high-quality bones, all turned to ashes. This is almost the total amount of harvest in a normal year of the Brotherhood. Robo calculated that it was enough for four sets of bone fighter armor, and there would be some left for emergency use. Netero's eyes twitched secretly. If you are a big eater like Robo, then his previous so-called stuffing your pockets is really just bragging. "I still need to sleep for a while. It takes a lot of energy to absorb so much bone essence." Ninety-nine steps have been taken, and this shudder is not a big deal. Netero waved his hand and satisfied you! So, for Robo, how he came to the Scarlet Abyss, he didn't know. But there is nothing to regret, it's just teleportation.
"You woke up! This time you suffered a little loss. The Avalon witch is fine, but the Moonlight Blades are all hot and beautiful." The one who said this was the former guide Bunil. The gift given to him before was obviously still playing its residual power. Bunil had a bit of "we are already good friends". In fact, Bunil is an introvert. Introverts are not incapable of expression or good at speaking, but they are not interested in people and topics. It is easy to talk about the topic to death. On the contrary, they can talk endlessly and eloquently. The topic that Bunil is interested in is obviously girls. However, as they chatted, Robo felt that this guy was more likely to be a fan of plastic man inflatable girls. He was interested in the girls of Moonlight Blade, not the kind of interest that most male animals want to play poker, but the general healthy and tight bodies of the girls. There is no such thing as professional fitness in this world and this era, and it is difficult for girls to have a healthy and wild body like a female leopard. The girls of Moonlight Blade are a special group. Not only do they have mermaid lines and vest lines, but they also like to wear tight leather clothes. They look like the unparalleled sword girl Ophina in LOL. No wonder Buniel's eyes are shining. "How many of us in the brotherhood like to make people?" he asked. "Sixty percent, no! At least seventy percent, some of them obviously like it, but they refuse to admit it even with the evidence in their faces." Buniel said with certainty. "Well, if that's the case, I know what technology to share..." I am for everyone, and everyone is for me. Robo is also thinking about contributing what technology that no one else has to complete this achievement of joining the guild. Now he thought of the simplified version of the Bone Warrior Armor, the Bone Princess...